I’ve been telling myself this since I found Christmas candy at the grocery store in September. SEPTEMBER. That’s not right. I think it may have been left over from last Christmas, but still, September?
In September it was just plain crazy, and easy to dismiss as a fluke. Then October rolled around, and we had Halloween, so signs of Christmas got a little lost behind the orange and black, but once November began it was full-on Christmas all over the stores.
At least the radio stations hadn’t started yet. They would wait with the Christmas music until after Thanksgiving, right? Wrong. I heard it yesterday on not one, but two radio stations. UGH. Too soon!
And tv? Yes, they’re on board with this early Christmas nonsense too. Not only are there ads, but certain stations are actually starting to play holiday movies too. C’mon people, it’s just not time yet!
But then today my son and I took our dog to our community’s annual “Woofstock” festival. It’s a doggy celebration with tons of booths, demos, dog agility, vendors, entertainment, and, of course, Santa Claus. We’ve gone each year, and each year we get her photo with Santa.
Maybe it’s time to accept it. Maybe Christmas is coming whether I’m ready or not. But just in case you weren’t sure, I’m not ready. I want to enjoy the autumn. I want to eat turkey and stuffing and mashed potatoes with gravy. I want to ease into the whole holiday season. I don’t think I’m going to get the chance, though. I think it’s here.